Fox awoke with a jolt. She gasped for air, sweat condensing on her
forehead. She put her hand on her forehead, leaning on the
headboard of her bed. As she sat there, trying to remember the
terrifying dream that had awoken her, she heard footsteps. She
shifted into her teenage form, turning invisible as she crept into
the hall, her bedroom door closing silently behind her. As she left
her room, she sighed in relief as Tim crept out of his room. She
walked up behind him, reappearing as she put her hand on his
shoulder. "You should be in bed, sleeping." She said, exhaustion
creeping into her voice. "You were looking for the book, weren't
you? Well go to sleep, you can't enter any of the other rooms
without permission anyways." Fox sighed, ushering Tim back to his
room. She closed the door as her young charge climbed into bed, and
she went back to her room. As soon as the door to her room closed,
she returned to her default form, walking over to her desk. She
pulled out the chair and climbed on to it, looking at the cursed
tome sitting on her desk, wrapped in chains with a hefty padlock on
the front. "Don't you dare try and make that child your host,
demon. Stay in the book, or I shall obliterate you." The book
seemed to shift when Fox picked it up and locked it in the front
drawer of her desk. She sighed and climbed into bed, sinking into
the endless darkness of sleep.
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